Grandma burst out laughing, shaking her head. "Ay, Dios mío!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of amusement and exasperation. "You two are impossible!" She turned back to Marina, her expression softening.
"But seriously, mija—I want to see you happy. And if that means giving me a bunch of bisnietos to spoil, then so be it!"
Marina's breath hitched as my finger pressed deeper, the intrusion sending another shudder through her. "Y-Yes, Grandma," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "We'll—ah!—we'll make it happen!"
Grandma's eyes twinkled with amusement as she watched Marina squirm in her seat, clearly enjoying the show. "Good," she said, her voice warm and affectionate. "Because I'm not waiting forever, mija!"
